Oh well... I've got to hand in my course paper by November 6th, and on the 20th I'll be sitting in a classroom taking an entry test for an M.A. course, which I have great chances of failing considering the little time I have to read three light readers: The Prince (not the little one...), Leviathan, and another one which I couldn't manage to find, not even in any of USP's libraries... That is NOT GOOD... Damn live philosophers... they have to die to be published on a large enough scale... never mind... To start off on a particularly well-chosen direction is much easier than to have to steer to a new one when you're already moving on a poor-chosen path... but the goal is to be happy, right? To feel that I didn't just come here to watch TV... So that's that! (Why DID I come here?... I could have just as easily gone to another p…)
More on chosen paths, later, on the next chapter of: Bitching our ass off... miniseries in three self pity chapters... (I should just shut up now...)
I'll be back!... (Oh! shut up...)
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